Sousetsu began his morning as routine. He awakened from his slumber and lazily walked to the bathroom to wash and clean his teeth. After ruffling his hair in the mirror he remained transfixed on during the whole process of hygiene he returned to his room to fit into his black jumpsuit. Straightening himself in front of another mirror which he kept in his room he made his way downstairs to start on his morning appetite. A healthy breakfast consisting of a bowl of fruit and oats accompanied by two slices of bread that were soon toast. A half pint of apple juice was used to wash down the food and make Sousetsu feel more awake to take on the day that was about to unfold.

He made his way to the Hokage's office, nodding and keeping his infamous grin on his face to the kind people who made the effort to say hello, smile or even wave at him Sousetsu believed that he lived in a place anyone could call home. The children were running wild and frantically, as kids with too much energy do, while the wind kept calm and relaxed to counter the heat of the warm summers day to a cool. Many parents were seen chasing their children, scolding them in their efforts to try and have 'fun', disregarding the sound levels for those who still slept in these hours of the morning.

As he entered the Hokage's building he walked through the reception and nodded to the secretary for acknowledgment. As he was a regular there was no need to not let him pass and continued his journey ascending the staircase to the office in question. A Jounin had handed Sousetsu a sheet of paper requested for Sousetsu from a Mr. Fett. He was told to meet him in a small town near the village hidden in the leaves, in a bar with no name. It must have been the only bar there. He scanned the letter once again and on the opposite side. There wasn't much to it, just a date and place followed by the initials of the contractor.

Sousetsu left the building and headed for the gates in the north. Passing the guards he waved slightly and they waved in return but with more enthusiasm. He chuckled and continued on his path the whereabouts of Mr. Fett. He soon found his way, only taking a couple of hours to get there and by noon he arrived at the small town that seemed a bit run down as the flags that flew were tarnished and the wood on the buildings seemed tattered. This place truly had seen better days there was no doubt to that.

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He welcomed himself into the bar and handed the barman the letter with Mr. Fett's initials. He nodded to Sousetsu and led him in the back way of the bar. There he found another man who wore a brown tunic with a white sash wrapped around his waist, as well as a pair of bluish black trousers and generic shinobi sandals. With a confused look on his face Sousetsu finally acknowledged the fellow. "Uh, Mr. Fett?" The man swung around and swung a right hook at Sousetsu who then quickly evaded the fist in a last second reaction. "That's real good kid. I know I could trust a Senju such as yourself to not fail me. I am Mr. Fett. Listen I need this guy dead or alive, preferably dead, can you do it?" He spoke as he handed Sousetsu another sheet with a fellow shinobi's face highlighting the page.

The man's name was 'Daichi Watanabe.' This was followed by a short description of his biography. 'Daichi Watanabe is a traitorous shinobi that has defected from Kusagakure and is rumoured to be very violent and dangerous. A bounty has been placed on his head for murdering civilians in a town inside Fire Country borders. The bounty office Administrator does not care if he's brought back dead or alive, though they would prefer him to be dead.'[i] Sousetsu looked back up to the man before him remembering that the last lines were what he was asked to do and returned his gaze back to the sheet. It soon ran down the page of his general appearance. [i]'Daichi Watanabe stands at a towering six feet and four inches tall. He looks to weigh around two hundred pounds, and possesses little to no body fat - it's all muscle. He wears a black muscle shirt under a torn and beaten Kumogakure flak-jacket, symbolizing his allegiance to the village. He wears a partially destroyed Kumogakure headband around his right arm. He finished reading and folded the sheet of paper and handed it back to Mr. Fett and nodded in approval.

Mr. Fett nodded in return. "Listen up 'cause I'm only gonna say this once. Daichi can be found either terrorizing a small town outside of Konohagakure or causing havoc in a bar. When confronted, he will immediately retaliate and attempt to attack whoever approaches him. He prefers to overwhelm his opponents with Taijutsu, and uses Ninjutsu as a backup whenever needed. He has a very reckless and violent personality. He attempts to solve all of his problems with some sort of physical violence, which has worked out well for him so far. He is not particularly calculated in battle and often attacks on a whim, with very little to no strategy involved." Mr. Fett nodded once more and went his separate ways leaving Sousetsu alone with his thoughts.

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Before long, Sousetsu began his journey farther north along the path thinking of how he could compete with a taijutsu expert. He thought long and hard about the best and worst case scenarios, the outcomes to different solution, everything that could possibly happen was swimming through Sousetsu's head trying to settle into a calm stream that represented a smooth slowing plan. He reached a wall in his thoughts as he did not know much more abut the bounty in question.

He finally reached another small town in little under an hour and the sounds of ruckus seemed to get louder as he approached another bar. Sousetsu continued walking, hands in pockets while glancing at the ground watching his own steps. A man was forced through the door to land on his back and roll over to his face. A man appeared from the bar following him. He was identical to the description and the picture for that matter for the bounty. He rushed angrily towards the man on the ground who seemed pretty defenseless and attempted to stomp on his head. As the man on the ground seemed too weary to react Sousetsu kicked Daichi to a short distance from where he stood. His hands were still in his pockets and his foot still held high.

"Whose the dead man!?" shouted the now even more angry Daichi, demanding to know Sousetsu's name. Sousetsu simply looked at him coldly, removing his hands from his pockets and turned to face him. "You are." Sousetsu stated bluntly. With a look of shock which soon turned to anger, Daichi got up and charged menacingly towards Sousetsu. With a swift movement Daichi was already fist deep into Sousetsu torso. Sousetsu confused and unconvinced glided through the air to a farther distance than he sent Daichi. He held his stomach and coughed up blood turning to find his new found enemy who was already on his second charge.

Sousetsu quickly avoided the next attack and appeared behind the giant that was Daichi and gave another swift roundhouse kick to the side of his head sending him into a daze for a few seconds. Sosuetsu moved back to keep his jutsus available. This man was dangerous at short distances, of course, and readied his hands preparing for a jutsu. "Mizu bunshin no jutsu!" Sosuetsu exclaimed calling forth four water clones of himself. The five of them surrounded their opponent and all went in for one attack. The oaf that was Daichi took out two of the clones leaving Sousetsu and another two clones who returned their might and capabilities in battle, laying an entourage of fists, knees and kicks to the brawler.

The bounty then made another swift movement turning another clone into a puddle of water with a kick and the remaining clone with a great fist. He turned to find Sousetsu nowhere. He scanned the areas curious and somewhat calming down. He began walking cautiously until he stepped on one of the clones puddles which attracted his attention. That slight moment of opportunity was the key to Sousetsu's next jutsu. "Mokuton: Shichūrō no Jutsu!" A voice came from behind the off guard Daichi. A holding cell made from chakra coated wood was formed around the bounty, caught by surprise, Daichi tried punching the cell bars but found no luck. "I will not kill you as I do not have any quarrel with you. It's just a job. Mr. Fett, you can collect your prize and do as you wish with him." Sosuetsu spoke as he slowly turned his head over his shoulder.

Behind the bar, Mr. Fett revealed himself clapping for appraisal towards Sosuetsu. "Smart kid. How did you know?" Mr. Fett asked curiously as a group of men came over to take the wooden prison from Sosuetsu.. "With these clones I had five sets of eyes. You happened to show yourself while watching the fight." Sosuetsu explained. The man nodded, "Your money will be at the village hidden on the leaves. The Hokage's office, you will find an envelope addressed to you. I'll be seeing you soon." he retaliated and soon left with his gang of men. Sosuetsu nodded back to him and began his journey back home to the village with another smile on his face. All that ran through his head was the idea of a promotion and how it was approaching vastly. One step closer to becoming Hokage.

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